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Opening it he shone a light inside

Turnips Though one did look a little like the premier ministre

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Armand Gamache walked briskly up the slippery sidewalk and into the park known as Place d’Armes, the bitter wind full in his face Foot paths orn through the deep snow criss-crossing the park Horse-drawn carriages, the calèches, waited at the top of the park to take visitors around the old city Behind Gas, all turned into restaurants To his right rose the lican Cathedral of the Holy Trinity Gamache knew this, from experience But he didn’t look at it Like everyone else, he kept his head down against the wind, only glancing up now and then to make sure he wasn’t about to hit a person or a pole His eyes watered and the tears froze Everyone else looked just like hihts

Losing his footing on sohted hiht his breath At the top of the hill, beyond the park and calèches, was thein Canada

The Château Frontenac hotel

It was huge and gray, turreted and ih expelled from the cliff face Inspired by castles it was naovernor of Québec, Frontenac It was both

Gae statue in the middle of the small park The Monument de la Foi A monument to Faith For Québec had been built on Faith And fur But the city fathers preferred to raise a statue to martyrs than to a beaver

Just ahead, the Château prolass of wine, a crusty bowl of French onion soup Émile But the Chief Inspector stopped just short of the shelter, and stared Not at the Château, not at the gothic statue to Faith, but to another er, even, than the one to Faith

It was of aout over the city he’d founded four hundred years earlier

Sa forward as though wanting to join them, to be a part of this city that existed only because he had And at the base of the statue another, slory of the founder And even Gareat fan of nationalise of this man to do what many had tried and failed

To not just come to these shores to harvest furs and fish and timber, but live here Create a colony, a community A New World A hoer feel his face and his fingers in his warm mitts were numb But still he stared at the father of Québec and wondered